When I am what I am

Its just sometimes that I stop
and look around me...
what I am passing through or what I missed

Its just sometimes that I need
That minute of the day
when I count all the moments that I tread

Its just sometimes that I wish
Time was in my hands
rather than just a watch to see that it slipped

Its just sometimes that I see
The reasons that brought a smile to my face
were the ones I usually left unbothered

Its just sometimes that I find
that spark which lit my eyes years ago
Which I thought long back had died

Its just sometimes and only sometimes
I slip back in time or move ahead...
To live the memories or those times that may come
And its these times and only these times
that I am what I am...